When everyone was stunned for the second time, this one called Mom spoke.

"I'll cover the accounts and posts on a sunny day, don't delete them before 12 o'clock tomorrow, otherwise you will blow up the group. ”

To bomb a group means to dissolve the group.

After saying this, this Q called mother quit the group, leaving a group of bookworm network administrators stunned three times.

It took a long time for someone to think of contacting the technical department, but at this moment, the technical department of the bookworm network had already become a mess, and the technical master, that is, the station chief, pulled his hair and asked the technician who was busy in vain.

"What the hell is going on, it's been forty minutes, you should know what's going on, right?"

The technician turned his head helplessly and spread his hands.

"I know this, we've been hacked......"

"Then hurry up and find a way, can't you get the admin account back?"

"This ...... I'm trying to figure out a way, but the other party's strength is crushing, and they directly took over the bookworm network, and I'm trying to find a way to regain permissions now......"

"How long does it take?"

"If you initialize the server, half an hour will be fine. ”

The webmaster pulled his hair again, and the server was initialized?

He was depressed, and the technician sighed.

"Webmaster, the other party returned the admin account, but ...... She seems to have sent us an email. ”

This is a letter from the site, a non-existent account was sent to the admin account, the technician clicked on it, only to see that it was written.

[I have no malicious intent, just to be able to keep this post posted on a sunny day, the account has been returned, and please keep this post until 12 noon tomorrow, thank you. 】

Seeing this letter, the technician looked at the stationmaster with a red face, and the two did not speak for a long time.

There was a crackling, the keyboard was clicking, and after about five minutes, Promise stretched out his arm.

"Okay, the traces of the invasion have been cleaned up, the bookworm network should not be deleted anymore, the task is complete, and the rest will be left to you. ”

Zheng Jia smiled.

"Hehe, there shouldn't be anything to do in the future, these two groups of people have been guided and can't stop at all, and more and more people are joining in. ”

Tong Yao looked at Zheng Jia seriously, and then smiled.

"Thank you. ”

Zheng Jia also looked at her and spoke seriously.

"I should say thank you to you, this book was originally given to me by you, and ...... I know that you deliberately pulled the shelves away from me for two months, just not to steal the limelight from me. ”

"Hey, they're all sisters, and they say thank you, really, let's go, it's sunny today, I think any of you have to have a meal." ”

Promising to interject with a smile, Tong Yao and Zheng Jia looked at her together, and she immediately explained with a dry smile.

"Hehe, what happened before...... Don't blame me at all, it's all Yu Fat who sows discord, you talk first, I'll go back and beat him to death. ”

After speaking, Xu Promise stuck out his tongue, smiled again, and then slowly moved to the door of the room, opened the door and ran.

Leaving Tong Yao and Zheng Jia to look at each other and smile.

"Hehe, she and I grew up growing up, just that character, don't take it to heart. ”

"Don't blame the boss, I did this so that anyone who sees it will be misunderstood. ”

"Actually...... You...... Forget it, let's not talk about it if it's too hypocritical, wait and see, my "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" is no worse than "Touching the Golden Captain", let's go!"

Tong Yao smiled and waved her hand, and then left as well, looking at her back, Zheng Jia was puzzled.

The current data of "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" does not seem to be optimistic, and it has not been optimistic since the book was released, but why is she still so confident until now?

Tong Yao is not a conceited and arrogant person, Zheng Jia knows this very well, so she is even more confused.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Bookworm ......

The number of replies to the post published by Qingtian has exceeded 1 million+, of course, most of them are two groups of people scolding each other.

These people have even spread the war to all major pages of the bookworm network, strictly speaking, this is already a slaughter......

[If "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" is on fire, I will commit suicide by swallowing dung!]

[Brothers, go vote and subscribe to the mortals!] Let these trolls all obediently shut up. 】

[Such a garbage book, I can't figure out that anyone would read it.] 】

[Who said that mortals are rubbish? There is a kind of post subscription screenshot, I didn't even look at you and said that you are an immortal? ]

……

These posts, you come and go, I don't have a lot of fun.

As the battle escalated among these men, the time was getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock in the evening.

After twelve o'clock, it means that the book "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" has been on the shelves for 24 hours, in other words, its first order record should also appear.

When the time comes, will it hit the streets, or will the god of war return? Then it will really be revealed to the world.

Twelve o'clock in the evening!

Xu Yu didn't go to sleep in a rare way, and sat next to Tong Yao with a bear pillow, staring intently at the screen.

"It's time, hurry up and refresh!"

Tong Yao nodded and clicked F5 casually!

Page refresh!

The "Mortal" that everyone is looking forward to

[New subscription: 58882!]

[Average chapter subscription: 29,441!]

"Yo! 58,000 subscriptions, yes, wait for me, I'll give Zheng Jia a call. ”

"Call Zheng Jia?

"Let her drive the vest to spray those people, doesn't it mean that after the first order of 5000, you will have to wash your hair upside down and swallow feces to commit suicide?

"Hehe, okay, that's just a hype farce directed and acted by Zheng Jia, in fact, for me...... It's really not necessary. ”

"Well, don't say it, Zheng Jia can't see it, she is usually silent, but now she has become wilted and bad. But...... She's pretty useful. ”

"The effect is good, the subscription that can be obtained in this way is simply the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, and it will have to go down if it can't be maintained for two days, and when the time comes, I think it will be even more uncomfortable to see the average subscription fall off a cliff, I guess it will be even more uncomfortable......"

"Hey, what do you want to do so much, anyway, you have enough assets to spend a lifetime now, why do you love it. ”

"That's right, okay, go to sleep!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, then got up together and yawned and went to sleep.

……

The first order refers to the total number of subscriptions within 24 hours of the book that has just been put on the shelves, and this number can only be queried by the author himself or within the website.

At eight o'clock in the morning of the second day, the bookworm net slaughter version was still continuing, but the two sides of the scolding battle had temporarily rested.

The people who diss the leek scrambled eggs are constantly posting new posts on the bookworm network at the moment, wanting to know the subscription data of the leek scrambled eggs "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" for the first time, so as to slap the enemy in the face reasonably and accurately.

["Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" hit the streets, right? Why don't you send subscription data yet?]

[The first order is only 5000, do you send it out and smoke your own face?]

[It's cold, it's cold, everyone is scattered......]

[The first order must not be good, otherwise it would have been sent out a long time ago......]

……